This charcoal Middle Ages house is in Valley Village, not far from where the old Duttons Bookstore used to be -- the dusty, eccentric, wonderful store run by the brother of the Dutton who owned Brentwood's now-gone Duttons. It was the kind of place where you might stumble on a yellowing old book about chain mail. But enough about bookstores.

I came across this house when my daughter was invited to a children's party nearby. It is pure Plumbean, along the lines of Plumbean's mantra: "My house is me and I am it. My house is where I like to be and it looks like all my dreams." It is not so much a stage set as an embodiment. I am guessing that inside this house things are very, very tidy.